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Chapter 13 – The Capture

Gary stared at his PokéGear with a frown, and impatiently drummed his fingers against his desk. He then shifted in his chair while mentally cursing his so-called best friend. It's been nearly three days, and Ash had still not returned his phone calls. Of course, when his childhood friend hadn't answered the first time, the researcher had rung up Tracey and demanded some answers right then at that very moment, or he going to come over there and get them himself. Tracey didn't need any more persuading after that, and had told Gary about Team Plasma's attack on the Cerulean Gym and on Lance. When Gary had asked why Team Plasma had suddenly gone after them, his grandfather's former assistant had reluctantly explained about Noland, and his betrayal.

Gary's fists tightened at the memory, and he wanted nothing more than to punch the traitors face in, or perhaps let Arcanine use him for a chew toy. Despite his anger, though, what bothered him the most was knowing that Ghetsis probably had Lance, the Sensational Sisters, and Molly in his grasps thanks to the former Frontier Brain. According to Tracey, none of them had tried to make contact with the rebellion so far, so it had been decided that they were either missing, or had been captured. Either way, it made Gary feel helpless, and he hated feeling helpless, which was why he wished that Ash would answer his damn phone already. There was no way that Ash, or Misty was just going to idly stand by while their daughter might be missing and or captured, and the researcher wanted to be a part of whatever they planned on doing. It was the least he could do, besides, what kind of godfather would he be if he just did nothing?

Ash would do the same for me if the roles were reversed. Gary thought softly as he lightly traced the ring on his left hand, thinking of his own family. Due to the fact that they were best friends, Ash had made him and his wife, Leaf, Molly's godparents, and Gary had made Ash and Misty his son's godparents, in case anything were to happen, considering their . . . current situation.

Feeling suddenly drained, Gary looked out his bedroom window with a sigh, and watched as the moonlight danced across the ocean's surface just off the shore near Pallet Town, which was only about a mile away. The man stared off into the distance, where the night sky met the sea, with a knowing look in his eyes, and he briefly wondered how his wife and son were doing without him. Usually Leaf would call him every day to let him know that they were doing fine and that they missed him dearly, but for the past couple of days he hadn't heard a word from either of them and it made him worry, even though he knew that were probably in the safest place on Earth.

A flash of lightning snapped Gary from his daze, and he looked over towards the direction of Viridian City, where, thanks to the full moon, he could begin to see a dark mass of thunderclouds gathering. The man frowned, knowing the huge storm from the northeast was starting to head south, towards Pallet Town, and probably parts of the Jhoto region as well. At first, Gary had discarded the idea of legendary Pokémon being behind the huge storm that was slowly spreading across Hoenn and Kanto, but now, after hearing from Tracey that Team Plasma was going after the legendries, he was beginning to think otherwise. Ghetsis had definitely made someone, or something out there extremely mad, and Gary was starting to get a very bad feeling about it. There was, after all, a reason why legendaries shouldn't be messed with.

Gary sighed. What a mess. He thought sourly.

Mewtwo, for the first time in days, felt as if he could finally relax, and put his mind at ease now that he didn't have a couple of troublemaking kids to watch over. He was currently flying in the rain above the forest that surrounded Cerulean City, or more accurately, he was heading towards the Cerulean Cave, his home. After he had left Mew to look after the kids-and made sure that she wouldn't leave to go on a candy hunt, or do something else that undeniably Mew like- the clone had decided to return to the cave to do something very important.

As he drew near to his dark dwelling, Mewtwo began to descend down towards the entrance of the cave, but as he became level with the large opening an unexpected orange beam filled with powerful energy suddenly burst from within the cavern's depths, heading straight for the clone. Startled, and completely caught off guard by the unexpected attack, Mewtwo had no time to dodge as the Hyper Beam slammed into body, causing him to crash into the nearby trees across the river, leaving dirt and debris swirling in his wake. The psychic-type grunted in pain as he was smashed against the rough barks of the trees' branches, and his eyes glowed an eerie blue as he used his psychic abilities to 'grab' the Hyper Beam. With a flick of his wrist, the attack was suddenly ripped to shreds, spreading out in all directions as it dissipated into thin air.

Wondering who could possibly be attacking him, Mewtwo watched apprehensively as the dust began to settle, and his tail swished slowly from side to side as he waited for whatever had attack him to emerge. Slowly, the clone could begin to make out a dark form walking towards him as the cloud of dust began to fade, and the psychic drew his hands closer together to form a powerful, shadowy ball of energy in preparation for the next attack. His violet eyes narrowed as he studied his opponent as it fully stepped out of the mist that surrounded them. The Pokémon was foxlike in appearance, and it stood tall on its hind legs, about a foot shorter than himself. The majority of its body was covered in dark gray fur, with shades of red and black covering the rest, and its eyes were an electrifying blue that seemed to almost glow in dark. Mewtwo clenched his fists when he recognized the Pokémon. It was a Zoroark, female by the looks of it, and a very powerful one at that.

Suddenly, the Zoroark's claws began to glow with a dark, purplish energy, and she lunged at Mewtwo, raising her arms in preparation to strike. The clone easily dodged the two Shadow Claw attacks, and in return he launched the dark energy in his palms towards the dark-type. It struck the Zoroark dead center in her chest, and the dark-type was sent flying. The illusion Pokémon, however, was quick to recover, and managed to land safely back on her feet. Without wasting a single moment, she then fired another Hyper Beam at Mewtwo, but the clone merely reflected it by surrounding himself in his protective barrier. As the Zoroark recovered from the Hyper Beam, Mewtwo's eyes glowed once again, and the dark-type let out a startled yelp when she was suddenly lifted off the ground by several thick vines that were being psychically controlled and thrown against the trunk of a large tree. The clone held her there as he approached her, and he fixed her with a stern gaze.

"You are strong," he commented as thunder boomed loudly overhead, "but I am far stronger than you. If you are to continue this senseless fighting I can assure you that you will not win. Surrender peacefully and I will let you go."

The Zoroark just snarled in response, and unleashed a Flamethrower directly at the clone. Mewtwo quickly dodged to the side, and his concentration wavered slightly, which allowed the dark-type to escape his psychic grasp. The legendary turned to face his opponent, ready for the next attack, but paused when he saw that she was just standing there, as if waiting for something. Mewtwo frowned in confusion, wondering if the Zoroark had finally decided to concede, but when her eyes flickered over to something past his shoulder, a sudden feeling of dread emerged. The clone whirled around just as two flying, mechanical objects materialized from within the cover of the trees, and Mewtwo was quick to destroy them with his dark energy.

More of the mechanical devices appeared, but before the psychic could destroy them as well he was suddenly attacked from behind by another Hyper Beam from the Zoroark, and he grimaced as the attack sent him crashing into the ground. Growling lowly, Mewtwo's eyes glowed fiercely as he prepared to strike the dark-type back, but as he struggled to his feet the mechanical objects from before suddenly surrounded him and two of them latched on to his wrists and ankles. For a moment, the clone struggled with his bindings, while trying to summon his powers, but ended up collapsing when a very powerful wave of electricity surged through him. The shock left his ears ringing, and he panted slightly from the ordeal.

"Not so strong now, are you?" A feminine voice spoke up through the rainfall in the Pokémon's native tongue.

Hearing this, Mewtwo weakly lifted his head, and glared up at the Zoroark standing in front of him. She had her arms crossed across her chest, and she was staring down at him with a stoic expression on her face as her illuminating blue eyes gazed coolly into his. She seemed unfazed by the murderous look she was receiving from the clone, or his bindings, and Mewtwo realized that she was more than likely in league with his captor. The psychic clenched his fists in anger, and if it wasn't for the machines blocking off his powers he would've blasted her all the way to the moon by now.

The sound of hurried footsteps alerted Mewtwo that he was about to have more company, and a few moments later a large group of humans emerged from the trees. The clone studied them closely as they quickly surrounded him, and his eyes narrowed when he recognized their uniform. The Zoroark backed away from him as the humans each drew something that was strapped to their belt and pointed the weapons at his weakened form.

"Well, that certainly wasn't as challenging as I had hoped it would be," came a deep voice. Mewtwo watched as some of the humans that surrounded him parted, and a tall man with green hair walked up to up him. The clone didn't have to guess who this human was; he knew just by the way the other humans acted around this man.

"Ghetsis," Mewtwo growled, while trying to hide his surprise, "how did you find me?"

Ghetsis smirked down at him as he recalled his Zoroark into her pokeball. "It was no easy feat I can assure you. You cover your tracks very well, but we finally managed to track you down thanks to some of my men." Noticing the clone's confused expression the man continued. "When I heard two of my subordinates' reports about the night we investigated the Cerulean Gym, I became very intrigued when they seemed to have a gap in their memory. One moment they were patrolling the gym's perimeter, then the next they somehow woke up on the other side of town. If I were any other person I would've merely assumed that they were making it all up to save their hides, but fortunately for them I happen to know of your memory erasing abilities. It was then just a matter of searching the area until we stumbled upon your dwelling place."

"And how do you know of my abilities, or of my existence for that matter?"

"Simple," Ghetsis said off-handedly, "my second in command happens to be an . . . old acquaintance of yours."

Before Mewtwo could ask who, however, another man walked into the circle, and the question died on his tongue when he spotted the human. The man was several inches shorter than Ghetsis, but he still stood tall and strong, and the only real noticeable difference about him was that his hair now had some grey streaks in it, the only sign that he had aged over the years. Mewtwo recognized the man instantly, and his entire being began to tremble with untold fury as he glared into the man's cold eyes.

"You."

"Hello, Mewtwo." Giovanni replied with a smirk.

"How do you remember me?" Mewtwo demanded, his violet eyes narrowing, and he could almost hear Mew saying 'I told you so' in a little sing-song voice in the back of his mind.

"You may have wiped my memory, but you failed to take into account there were hand-written records, data sheets, not to mention a whole room that was designed for your containment." The former leader of Team Rocket crossed his arms. "It left my research team baffled for a while, years in fact, but in the end we managed to figure it out, so here we are now, nearly two decades later."

"And now, with you finally captured, I can begin with the next phase of my plan." Ghetsis announced as he pulled out some kind of controller from within the dark cloak he was wearing. "With your powers at my disposal, nothing will stand in my way."

Mewtwo glared at the leader of Team Plasma. He still had so many questions raging inside his head, but hearing that one simple sentence confirmed his suspicions that they had been looking for him for a long time now. Why, though, he had no idea, but if Giovanni was involved then it couldn't be anything good. His anger growing, the legendary struggled against his bindings with renewed vigor in a last effort to escape. Mewtwo absolutely refused to be under any human's control ever again. He growled lowly when they refused to break.

"Don't waste your time," Ghetsis remarked when he saw the psychic's struggles, "you're coming with us whether you like it or not."

"You'll never enslave me, human!"

The man merely smirked, and pressed one of the buttons on the controller that he held in his hand. "We shall see about that."

A strong jolt of electricity suddenly shook his form-this one more powerful than the last-and Mewtwo barely managed to bite back a scream. As the pain began to reach an excruciating point, his vision blurred, and all the energy from his body seemed to leave him as his muscles refused to work. The clone weakly lifted his gaze, and despite the dark haze that clouded his vision, he was able to make out the malicious look in Ghetsis' eyes, and it sent a shiver down his spine. He tried to send the terrible man another glare, but the human just chuckled darkly in response and turned up the voltage with a simple press of the button. Mewtwo valiantly tried to keep his eyes open and remain conscious as his sight darkened, but it was no use. The last thing he felt before everything went black was another powerful wave of electricity, and then he knew no more.

Mew awoke with a start, her baby blue eyes snapping wide open with a sudden anxiousness as she gazed around at her surroundings. She was relieved to see that nothing was out of the ordinary, and quickly took a deep breath to calm the frantic beating of her heart. For a few minutes she just listened to the sound of the rain as it hit the canopy of leaves that belonged to the large oak tree she was resting in, and once her heart was no longer pounding, Mew slowly sat up from the branch she had been laying on and wrapped her arms around her quivering form in hopes to feel some kind of comfort.

The female had no idea what had waken her up so suddenly, but whatever it was, it had left a dark, ominous cloud hanging over her, and a sense of trepidation consumed her entire being. Something was very, very wrong, and everything that identified Mew as a legendary was screaming at her that she was desperately needed somewhere, yet at the same time, it was telling her that something dark, and extremely dangerous was lurking around the corner, just waiting to ensnare her in its shadowy depths. Mew was paralyzed. In all her life, she had never felt so terrified before. The world suddenly didn't seem so peaceful and bright anymore as it had before she had fallen asleep. The long shadows of the forest around her appeared more menacing, the storm more nerve-wracking, and the tranquil atmosphere that surrounding the Pokémon Center several yards away seemed to have just vanished.

Mew shivered slightly as she recalled the feeling she had felt when she had woken up. It felt as if she had been electrocuted, and for a very brief moment, she thought that she had heard the familiar deep timbre of her brother's voice calling out for her, screaming in pain. For as long as she had known her 'little' brother, Mewtwo had never shown any form of weakness to her, or to anyone. He was always the one looking out for her-that is, if he wasn't in a bad mood, which was half the time, and if she allowed him to in the first place- so it concerned her deeply to hear him hurting, even if it was imagination, and she really hoped it was. Her tail flickered anxiously behind her, and the psychic looked up at the sky with worry filled eyes. Lightning flashed, and Mew curled into a small ball as she tried to go back to sleep, despite the ache that had settled into her heart.

Please, Mewtwo, she silently prayed, please be okay.

"Thank you for breakfast, Nurse Joy, it was very good."

"Thank you, Molly." The kind woman smiled down at the black haired girl as they, along with Flint and Aiden, walked out the Center's front door and into the drizzling rain. The small group immediately headed for Flint's truck, which was parked several feet away. "I don't get too many visitors here very often, so I was happy to help in any way I can."

"You must be lonely." Molly mumbled sympathetically. She then perked up when an idea hit her, and promised, "Once Team Plasma's no longer chasing us I'll make sure to come back and visit."

Eevee nodded in agreement from where he sat on his trainers shoulder. "Vee!"

Joy laughed, touched by the girl's words. "I'd like that very much."

"Aiden will come too." The girl said with a grin as she lightly nudged the boy next to her with her elbow, causing him to jump. "Right, Aiden?"

Aiden raised an eyebrow. The second Team Plasma stopped chasing them would be the moment when Ghetsis would undoubtedly be defeated, and when-if- that happened he would more than likely be back home in Petalburg City, in Hoenn, and there was no way he was going to fly all the way back to Kanto to see someone who shared an identical face with a relative that lived just five minutes away from his house. Before he could explain this, however, the look Molly was sending him caused his mouth to snap shut. Despite the innocent smile plastered across her face, it promised him bodily harm if he dared to refuse. Not wanting to get whacked with her fist again, the boy nodded.

"Sure . . ." He reluctantly agreed with a sigh, while mentally crossing his fingers.

"Perfect." Molly beamed as they reached the truck. Holding out her hand, the girl grabbed the handle of the passenger side door and swung it open. Eagar to get out of the rain, Eevee instantly jumped inside, and Molly gestured for Aiden to follow the normal-type. She frowned slightly in confusion, though, when the boy crossed his arms and shook his head.

"Uh huh, you're sitting in the middle seat today. It's my turn to sit by the window." Aiden told the girl firmly as Sandshrew joined Eevee inside the vehicle, and the two began chatting excitedly as they waited for their human companions. Molly rolled her eyes, but climbed into the cab without complaint, knowing that it was only fair, and the boy smirked victoriously as he happily hopped into the passenger seat.

While the children were figuring out their seating arrangements, Flint and Nurse Joy circled around to the driver's side, but before he opened the door, the former Gym Leader glanced over at the kind woman and asked, "Have you sent those letters I gave you yet?"

"Yes, I have," Joy replied with a slight nod. "I gave them to two messenger Pidgeys last night. They should be finishing the delivery soon if they haven't already."

"Good, and thank you, Nurse Joy." Flint said sincerely.

"Oh, it was no trouble at all." The pink haired woman then handed him the small bag that she had been carrying. "And this is for you and the kids, along with your Pokémon."

The man raised an eyebrow as he took the bag from her and curiously peered inside. "What's all this?"

"Lunch," Joy explained simply, smiling.

Flint chuckled. "You're a lifesaver, Nurse Joy."

"Well, it is my job after all."

From inside the truck, Molly, who was starting to grow tired of waiting, leaned over towards the driver's seat and rolled down the window, and Eevee and Sandshrew watched the girl curiously from where they sat next to Aiden. Already knowing what his friend had in mind, the boy rolled his eyes and leaned against the back of his seat as Molly poked her head out the window and reached over to tap Flint on the shoulder. The man turned around, and raised an eyebrow, silently asking what the girl needed.

"Hey, I don't mean to interrupt or anything, but can we go now?" Molly asked as politely as she could. If what Flint said was true, then they would arrive at Pallet Town sometime during the evening, and the young girl wanted to get there as soon as possible. The sooner they reached Pallet Town, the sooner they could find Prof. Oak, and the sooner Molly could help her aunts and uncle. Plus, Team Plasma was probably still looking for them, and who knows how close or how far they were.

"Kids; always in such a hurry," Flint commented good-naturedly, remembering the days when he still had children, which caused Joy to laugh slightly.

"That's what makes them kids."

"Flint." Molly persisted impatiently.

"Yes, yes, I'm coming, Molly." The man replied as he open the door and hopped into the driver's seat. Fetching for his keys, Flint pulled them out of his pants front pocket and turned on the ignition. The truck hummed to life, and as Aiden and Molly fiddled with the radio station and the AC, Flint looked out his window to give Nurse Joy one final farewell. "Thank you again, for everything."

"You're welcome. It was the least I could do." The kind nurse said with a smile, and she backed away from the vehicle as Flint put it in drive and slowly let off the brakes.

"Goodbye, Nurse Joy!" The woman heard Molly yell from inside the truck as it turned onto the dirt path, and Joy raised her arm and waved as the vehicle picked up speed before it soon disappeared from sight behind the trees.

"Goodbye and good luck." She whispered softly.

Lola awoke to the sound of something tapping on her bedroom window, and she let out an exhausted groan. She had barely gotten any sleep last night, and it had been a miracle that she had gotten any at all. Of course, judging from the clock on her bedside table, she had only been asleep for about two hours, but it felt as if she had just closed her eyes for only a few minutes. Grumbling, the woman slowly sat up and pushed away the covers as she moved to stand on her feet, wearily rubbing her eyes as she did so. She then stumbled over to her bedroom window, and when she saw the small, brown form of a Pidgey sitting outside on the windowsill she raised an eyebrow, puzzled by the bird Pokémon's unexpected appearance.

"What are you doing here, little guy?" She asked quietly as she opened her window, and the Pidgey happily flew up to perch on her shoulder. Lola then noticed the piece of paper tied to the bird's leg, and gently pried it from her feathery guest. "Now what do we have here?"

Fully awake now, Lola carefully unfolded the parchment, and her confusion instantly melted into relief when she saw that it was a letter from her husband, who had not returned home yesterday after he had went to see Nurse Joy. She had waited nearly all night for his safe return, worrying like crazy about what could've happened to him, but now she could push her misgivings aside now that she knew he was alright, for now at least. Wiping away a couple of stray, relieved tears from her eyes, Lola began to read her husband's letter.

Dear, Lola

I'm sorry if I worried you when I didn't return home last night, but please understand when I say it was for a very important reason. A couple of very special kids needed my help, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come home until I leave them with someone I trust. We're all fine, so don't worry, and I'll try to come home as soon as I possibly can.

Love, Flint

The letter wasn't very long in length, but it was enough for Lola, and it calmed her nerves greatly to know that her husband was alright. Although, she had to wonder, who were these 'special kids' that Flint was looking after?

"There's no way we're getting inside."

Molly frowned at Aiden's words as she looked down the steep hill she and the rest of her friends were standing on. They were currently hiding in the bushes several yards away from the main road, having left Flint's truck behind a large boulder a couple of minutes back, and below them was the entrance to Viridian City, less than a mile away. However, the road that led inside to the city was being heavily monitored by Team Plasma. Dozens of grunts guarded the entrance, and every vehicle that drove by had to be inspected before they could enter. In other words, there was no way the three of them could get in without some kind of inside help.

Flint sighed. "I knew something like this was bound to happen, I just didn't expect it to be this soon."

"You knew," Aiden asked, a hint of accusation in his voice, "and yet you didn't bother to tell us?"

"Relax, Aiden," Molly said calmly as she placed a hand on his shoulder, though she was also feeling a bit frustrated herself, "we'll find a way in. I'm sure of it."

"Vee vee!" Eevee said positively, agreeing with his human friend.

Aiden merely crossed his arms, and returned to staring at the large group of Team Plasma members that were guarding the front entrance, not exactly sharing his friend's positive attitude. A small frown appeared on Molly's face at the boy's negative behavior, and she decided to leave him alone for the moment as she glanced over at Flint, who in fact didn't seem too bothered by their sudden road block.

"Well," the man began, a small smirk forming on his lips, "I guess it's a good thing I sent for backup then, huh?"

This was news to Molly and Aiden, and they stared at Flint with wide eyes, temporarily forgetting about Team Plasma for now.

"You did?" Molly asked dumbly, rather taken aback. "When?!"

Aiden's golden eyes lit up when he recalled the man conversing quietly with Nurse Joy the night before, and he smiled knowingly. "That piece of paper you gave Nurse Joy! It was a message, wasn't it?"

Flint nodded. "Bingo, kid."

"So who'd you send for?" Molly inquired eagerly, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"You'll see, Miss Ketchum." The man replied mysteriously with a sly smile. "He should be here any second now."

The girl frowned in slight disappointment, but she didn't have to wait long, because not even a moment later a large shadow suddenly covered the sky, causing all three of them to look up, and Molly felt her jaw drop when she caught sight of their new arrival. The Pokémon was draconic in shape, with large bat-like wings and a long reptilian tail. It had light violet-gray skin, and a mouth full of long, serrated fangs that looked extremely sharp. Molly took a hesitant step backwards as the fearsome, dragon-like Pokémon descended, and with a single beat of its wings it landed softly on the ground, its talons digging into the grass.

Flint chuckled at her and Aiden's bewildered expressions. "Ah, speak of the devil."

"Aiden, what is that thing?" Molly whispered to the boy as Eevee and Sandshrew huddled warily behind their trainer's legs, obviously intimidated.

"It's an Aerodactyl." Aiden replied, not even having to use his pokedex, his eyes regarding the magnificent Pokémon in awe.

As the children conversed quietly among themselves, Flint approached the rock/flying type as its rider jumped off, and he gave the younger, brown-haired man a smile.

"Thanks for coming on such short notice." The former Gym Leader said gratefully.

The younger man nodded as he gave Aerodactyl an affectionate pat on the head, and after he returned his friend back into his pokeball, he gave Flint a pointed look.

"So, why'd you call me out here?" He asked Flint, holding up the slip of paper had received from the messenger Pidgey not too long ago. "Gramps seems to think you're in some kind of trouble."

"Well, Prof. Oak wouldn't be too far from the truth." Flint said with a nervous grin. He then gestured towards the two children behind him. "They're the reason why I called you, Gary."

The researcher glanced over Flint's shoulder, and his eyes widened when he saw the two kids, both who he knew very well. Though hadn't seen either of them since they were infants, they were both spitting images of their parents, and Gary turned to stare at Flint, completely stupefied.

"H-how . . ?"

"It's a long story." The former Gym Leader replied simply. Craning his neck, the man glanced over his shoulder, and motioned for the children to come closer. "Hey kids, come here! There's someone who I'd like you to meet!"

After sharing a curious glance, Molly and Aiden warily approached Flint and the newcomer, their Pokémon trailing behind them, and Molly used this time to study the new arrival. He was a tall man, but not as tall as Flint, and he was younger, probably in his early thirties. He had spikey, brown hair and brown eyes, and wore a simple dark blue t-shirt and blue jeans. As she got closer, Molly adopted a thoughtful expression as she studied the man's face, feeling as if she had met him somewhere before, but she couldn't quite place her finger on it.

"Kids, I would you to meet Gary Oak, he's going to help us get to Pallet Town." Flint introduced the younger man with a smile.

Molly felt her eyes widen when she heard the newcomer's last name, and she gazed up at the researcher in shock. "You're Prof. Oak!"

Gary chuckled, and shook his head. "Technically yes, but I believe you're referring to my grandfather, Molly."

The young girl blinked in surprise at the mention of her name, and her brows furrowed in confusion. "Wait, how do you know my name?"

At this, a soft, yet slightly embarrassed smile appeared on Gary's face, and he knelt down closer to Molly's height. "I know your name, because I'm your father's best friend, and I'm your godfather."

So, I'm really sorry about taking so long to update. I had a lot going on these past couple of months between homework, sports, the holidays, and I had a funeral to go to, so yeah I was really busy. I'll try to update sooner than nearly four months.

I'm not really . . . satisfied I guess about how this chapter turned out, it was the best I could do considering the circumstances. And its Gary to the rescue! And next chapter Molly will reach Pallet Town!

And as I said before Mewtwo will play a huge part in this story, just not in the way you may think. :)

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